poem about hijaab

موضوع: poem about hijaab 16/7/2007, 03:32

You look at me and call me oppressed,
Simply because of the way I'm dressed,
You know me not for what's inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with pride,
My body's not for your eyes to hold,
You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mold,
I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave,
It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave,
I have a voice so I will be heard,
For in my heart I carry His word,
" O ye women, wrap close your cloak, So you won't be bothered by ignorant folk",
Man doesn't tell me to dress this way,
It's a Law from God that I obey,
Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT,
For liberation is what I've got,
It was given to me many years ago,
With the right to prosper, the right to grow,
I can climb mountains or cross the seas,
Expand my mind in all degrees,
For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,
When He sent Islam,
To You and Me

موضوع: رد: poem about hijaab 16/7/2007, 08:46

ربنا يحميكي ويخليكي لينا يا نيره يا رب وتفدينا كمان وكمان

موضوع: رد: poem about hijaab 16/7/2007, 08:49

مرسي اوووي يا محمود على ردك الجميل بيس6بس

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موضوع: رد: poem about hijaab 16/7/2007, 08:52

دي اققل حاجه ممكن اقدمها يا نانو انتي تستاهلي اكتر من كده وبعدين المنتدي ده فكرتك انتي

موضوع: رد: poem about hijaab 16/7/2007, 09:01

ربنا يخليك يا محموود